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He saw Zhang Yu and the four ghosts staring at Xiaoshan Jun who was nailed to the ground by the spear with a shocked face, although the spear pierced his heart from behind, but the strong vitality of the demon made him not completely dead, his mouth was overflowing with blood foam, and he also pulled out the spear with his backhand, but the spear weighed more than a thousand catties, and it was behind his back, where was it so easy to pull out.

Therefore, Cen Qing didn't care about him at first, but first went to solve the puppet controlled by the fox demon.

Unexpectedly, in just a few words, Xiaoshanjun changed dramatically here.

In the eyes of Zhang Yu and the four ghosts, at that moment, he tried his best to get rid of the spear on his back, his face showed indescribable fear, his throat gurgled, his whole body trembled and struggled outward, and his forelimbs dug out a half-man-deep mud pit on the ground, but the flesh and blood aged rapidly, the hair on his face turned gray-white, and then fell off; his skin shrunk and was covered with black spots the size of copper coins; his bright teeth also became charred, exposed to the dehydrated gums and lips, and his face had corrupted into the shape of a skeleton; and finally his entire body decayed and turned into a pile of scattered bones wrapped under his coat。

In Cen Qing's eyes, it was a different scene - a dark, clammy and cold mist filled around the spear like a tide, and in the thick fog, the soul of the Howling Mountain King was just rising and was slapped down by the rising and roaring fog, and his soul roared in pain, like a drowning man swimming forward in the thick fog with his arm stretched out for help, but it was still gradually swallowed and assimilated by the mist, leaving only a faint outline, and the next moment he couldn't even see the outline. The fog of death roamed around as if in discontent, exploring, and finally returned to the spear's body in vain.

At this time, the scene in Cen Qing's eyes finally slowly coincided, the spear stood on the dirt floor, and the Whistling Mountain King had turned into a dry bone at the bottom of the spear.

"Your guns will eat people. ”

Zhang Yu's voice was trembling, but it was not easy, after all, as a girl in the boudoir who just wanted to see the scenery of the rivers and lakes, the fright that Cen Qing brought to her this night had long exceeded the limit of her imagination. Whenever she felt that things were too terrible, Cen Qing always bluntly put another, more terrible thing in front of her eyes.

This is not the rivers and lakes she wants - the rivers and lakes she wants are the young heroes in fresh clothes and angry horses, the heroes are in deep love, the heroes are righteous and thin, and the famous heroes are highly respected - and it is definitely not the kind of I killed you in front of me, you killed him, just dug out other people's hearts and livers and ate them into their stomachs, and they were immediately beaten into dead dogs, and in the end they couldn't even leave a corpse.

Emperor, Houtu, I want to go home.

And the four ghosts didn't even have normal eyes, they and Cen Qing could also see the picture of the soul of Xiaoshan Jun being devoured, remembering the days when they lived under the same roof with this magic spear before, they were really ignorant and fearless.

You must know that this is the Lord who eats even demons.

In their horrified eyes, Cen Qing approached the gun and stretched out his palm.

"Young Boy!"

"Cen Qing!"

Cen Qing waved his hand behind him, signaling that they were okay, took a light breath, and then grabbed the barrel of the gun.

As he had guessed, the gun had not turned against him, and it seemed that its power was only at the tip of the spear at the moment.

"Lighter, thinner. ”

"Dragon Fighter, Transform!"

"Emperor Chiyou's magic spear, please awaken the bloodline of the Jiuli people. ”

"Dusk Dragon, obey my call. ”

“......”

In the mood of everyone's relief and fear again, Cen Qing circled around the gun a few times, muttering a spell in his mouth. However, seeing that he was still fine after holding the gun, the four ghosts and Zhang Yu still wiped the sweat on their foreheads, Zhang Yu's eyes were full of admiration, and the four ghosts probably felt that Cen Qing was stupid and bold.

"Humble mortal, is it your response to summoning me in the language of a slave?, but the blood spirits you used to revive me are too low-level, go get some noble blood spirits to restore my strength. ”

Originally, Cen Qing was just making fun of this abnormal gun, but he didn't expect to really get a response, he was stunned, and then woke up to the appearance of chasing stars, and then laughed at the words of the spear: "A broken spear spirit, what do you put it for me?"

"Hahaha, I am a soul eater, countless gods and demons have died in my hands for thousands of years, you mortals are just ants in my eyes, and you dare to talk to me like this. ”

"Phew!"

Cen Qing didn't talk nonsense to the spear spirit who claimed to be soul devourer, and called Zhang Yu to ask her to temporarily adopt Cen Fu's soul in her ethereal jade que, and put the spear back into the spirit bracelet with her backhand, and then scolded twice.

"Idiot. ”

"I'm already familiar with the stories of the old man in the ring, Aladdin's magic lamp, and the devil in the drifting bottle, but I don't have any appointments for a few years, and I don't have any deep hatred, if you want to shake your identity in front of me, I think it's more appropriate to lock you up for thousands of years. ”

Hearing Cen Qing's words, Zhang Yu was curious, the four ghosts trembled, and the star-chasing face was worried. The group had their own thoughts, and in the end, Cen Lu, who was more familiar with Cen Qing, asked questions.

"Young Master Qing, are you going to leave it like this?"

"Those who are obedient remain, and those who are disobedient remain...... I'll just find a barren place that is inaccessible and bury it in, and I will have to lock it up for tens of thousands of years if I don't want it, or I can just find a crater and throw it into it and melt it. No, I don't believe it's stronger than Sauron's ring. ”

"What is the allusion to Sauron's Lord of the Rings?"

Although it was strange for Cen Qing to occasionally pop up allusions that he had never heard of, Cen Lu still disagreed with her inexplicable self-confidence, after all, it was a magic spear that could devour even the flesh and blood soul of the shape-shifting demon.

Star Chasing maintained another attitude: "The story of the demon soldier killing the lord has been around for a long time, but as long as the master is strong enough, it is enough to subdue the demon spirit in the demon soldier, and there are even some methods that can directly erase the demon spirit, just like the previous Zhang Tianshi almost did to me." ”

And Zhang Yu's curiosity is in other aspects: "What is the old man in the ring, Aladdin's magic lamp and the devil in the drifting bottle, can you tell me these stories?"

"Well, once upon a time there was a fisherman who fished out a bottle in the sea, and when he opened the bottle, there was a devil in it, and the devil said that he would grant him three wishes, and then kill him...... Finally, the fisherman re-stuffed the bottle and threw it deep into the ocean floor. ”

The five ghosts hid in the ethereal jade que, Cen Qing carried Zhang Yu back on the road, and on the way he slowly told the story of the devil in the drifting bottle.

"This is a little story from "Arabian Nights", and the truth I got from the story is: never negotiate terms with demons and smart people, the best way is to kill him as quickly as possible, or just turn around and leave, without giving them any chance to bewitch you. ”

"Why do you always look reasonable?"

"Because I have three views of integrity. ”

For Zhang Yu's question, Cen Qing laughed.